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Dream
I gather poems,
And I eat words.
I look out the window,
But I hear no birds.
My heart is shy,
Understandably so.
If I let you in,
Maybe you'll know.
I need hope,
And wishes and such--
So I curl up and dream,
I see you much.
And I eat words.
I look out the window,
But I hear no birds.
My heart is shy,
Understandably so.
If I let you in,
Maybe you'll know.
I need hope,
And wishes and such--
So I curl up and dream,
I see you much.
Published 22nd Feb 2014
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